Wednesday, December 31, 2025
Time: 7:12 AM
Song: Eve of Destruction
Artist: Barry McGuire
Mode of Consumption: Listening to MP3s on shuffle while getting ready for work.
“Do you believe we are on the eve of destruction?”
The words of this song make a strong case that it felt like Armageddon was around the corner in 1965. Racism, war, turmoil, space exploration, all of it brought into homes on the evening news.
That was 60 years ago. And you could write the same song in 2025 with similar lyrics, just a few of the references would change with added discussion of AI, social media, and climatology.
So, is the end near?
Individually? Not even the next second is guaranteed. Collectively? Probably not. Things will change. Things will stay the same. But I believe we will endure for quite a while longer.
How about this journal? Yes, it will end with a period at the conclusion of this post. I set out to write a post inspired by a song I heard that day, daily for a year. I’ve accomplished that. Three hundred and sixty-five posts of varying topics, lengths, and writing styles and genres. I am proud that I didn’t punt on this exercise throughout the year, and I am surprised that there were very few days where I struggled to connect with a song and produce interesting content.
I hope to take the lessons into new projects in 2026.
Will there be a post tomorrow?
Probably not. I don’t really know what I am going to do next. I will still post here. Hopefully a few times a week. I just haven’t decided what those posts will include. Perhaps they will still have a music component, but I do want to branch out a bit. I also want to spend my writing time on other projects (short stories, novels, etc.).
So as the year ends, I thank you for reading, and I assure you, I don’t believe we are on the eve of destruction, just on the precipice of something as different as it will be the same.
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